Буковель Bukovel

We went to the Bukovel hotel for 8 nights, superior room +, three adults and two children 6 years old and 1.5 years old.
After this trip, I completely dispelled the myth of the hospitality and goodwill of the inhabitants of Transcarpathia, directly Ivano Frankivsk and Lviv (before that, during the construction of the house, the myth of craftsmanship and hard work was dispelled)
Our impressions began with the Kiev-Ivano Frankovsk train. Painting - We, with bags, skis, nerds, a nanny and children in our arms, approach the car, greet us, hold out tickets, the conductor slowly looks at them and asks to see the birth certificates of the children, we smile and say friendly that the certificates are in the suitcase and in the compartment we we'll show everything...."NIiii" we hear in response, "tilki here. " We are not conflict people, we put the suitcase on the dirt (a 1.5-year-old baby burst into tears), I start looking for evidence, I take it out and hand it over to the conductor... I hear "this is a copy... I need an origan.......Well, what about rob you... Sit down "in the end, after some humiliation, we are already wound up getting into the car, we go into the compartment, there are bags of dirty laundry under the benches : )))... I'm already sending my wife (I'm afraid I can't stand it myself). . . and again I hear the unhurried voice of the conductor "They turn you on? Well, kindly put them in the corridor"... Fuuu we sit down to eat... In the morning we are met by the company's transfer, the friendly guy Slavik, everything helps to bring to the car, loads and slowly carries . On the way we are met by posters of Bandera, Ul. Dzhokhar Dudayev, a square with a monument to Bandera, etc. The funny thing is that there are houses on the square, and dryers are nailed under the window sills on which pantaloons and other things hang : ))) right in front of the monument. The driver Slavik talks along the way, answers questions, the ride is interesting.

Now more constructive. : ) We arrived in Bukovel, this is a diamond. The beauty is indescribable, just before Bukovel, poverty ends and a shattered road, you enter a separate European country. We settled in the room, excellent, warm, clean, comfortable. There are 25 steps to Kolyba and the descent.
Probably the only negative in the rooms is the lack of a bidet, incomprehensible faucets (the cheapest ones) are difficult to set up for the correct water supply and there is no hot floor in the hallway for drying shoes. In fact, there are no questions about the hotel, we are not very picky : ). . .
We have already forgotten about the episode on the train and tuned in to rest. To our regret, almost throughout the rest, we periodically encountered bad manners both from the staff and the residents of the Carpathians themselves (this did not apply to the employees of most restaurants, the Bukovel hotel itself, etc. ). The usual thing is that they don’t greet you, don’t say thank you, please, or say it through their teeth. I understand that maybe the employees of small shops, snow cleaners, waiters of some restaurants (KUHEL), employees on the lifts are probably not paid enough....But walking in a resort with such sad faces is something : )))... But what can I say if some tourists sitting down at the table with you do not even suspect that they should wish good morning, bon appetit and leaving just a GOOD DAY. Probably they have some special air there in Frankivsk and Lvov, or all the educated people have left : )... On the ski lifts, I saw a picture several times when an inexperienced skier or a skier fell, and the staff did not even help them... This is nonsense (to I’m honored to say that these were certain lifts and certain faces)... I was carrying a bag of water on the lift number 2, accidentally hooked it on the turnstile, tore it and the water scattered like a fan, so these grief employees began to laugh over me !!! ! Until that moment, until I raised my voice at them, but they didn’t help to collect the bottles, while the lift was standing : )))) where you can see this : ))).
To be honest, we all perceive it philosophically, the beauty, comfort of the room, several good restaurants and not wanting to spoil our mood did their job, we didn’t really take a steam bath. The spoon, or rather the barrel of tar, which forced me to write a whole novel, was at the end.

I want to describe quickly on a 5-point scale catering establishments that you can go to and it’s better not to try.
On the mountain - we always went to Filvarok down the 12th lift, at least 4+, everything is delicious, fast. The only reason why the score is lowered is the ability to get into the queue : )))... However, perhaps this only beautifies this institution.
On the fifth lifts prepare good pizza. Everything else on the mountains is frank fast food. It's better not to risk it : ).
In Bukovel:
all the establishments of the Bukovel hotel - Cossack, kolyba, kuren, etc. Everything is sound, nice, the waiters are friendly, etc. You can safely walk. Rating 4+.
Pizzeria Felicita - I want to highlight especially 5+!! ! just super. Pasta, wines, salads, pizza. . . You don't see that often. A must to visit.
Kaiser - a lot of advertising : ))), everywhere you can only hear the Kaiser, Kaiser... a solid institution, they tried very hard, but without a twist. Somehow you expect something else from such a name... There is a pork leg with cabbage, etc. . . Unfortunately, there is none of this. But for diligence - 4 : ).
KUHEL - a cool room, a visually beautiful and rich menu, a lot of beer, and in the end - beer LEFF, Krushovets, etc. frank urine, yesterday's pork leg and one fat, it's a pity to look at a meat plate... Well, it doesn’t pull on strong and satisfying German PUB. . . and the waiters are so sad that we even asked or rather asked to smile at us : ))))....In short, wasted time and money.

In general, we liked it and we almost decided in Bukovel in March to come for a week to Radison or to the same Bukovel... But a barrel of tar was approaching : )))) check-out from the hotel : )... More precisely, a transfer... I arrived at us a sad resident of Frankovsk. For me, it initially seemed strange that I myself stuffed my things into the trunk, and he trended on the phone. But when we arrived at the station, it turned out that he would not help to bring things to the car, because "NONE will leave the car"... I ran to the station and found out that there were no porters... and there never was : )))) He set the car in such a way that I had to go through the entire train from beginning to end along a platform unprecedented from snow, my car is the 12th. At the request to move closer, he said that you can’t stand there : ))), but there the first driver picked me up perfectly. In short, I first drag backpacks (THREE) with boots in soap, a nanny, a 1.5-year-old child + a 6-year-old, and some other bag. I put on the train (again, a certificate of birth, but I already have it in my mouth : ))))). I run back to my wife who stayed with the car (there are three more suitcases, three sets of skis... ). I ran, and my wife was in shock, this Vasya didn’t even pull things out of the trunk. A fragile girl herself pulled all the things through the mud onto the track... I pay money (and in vain)... we harness in two... It is very close to the departure of the train... We literally crawl along the cars. We ask some conductor, is it leaving soon? To which we get an awesome answer - "I DON'T KNOW"....I want to punch you in the face already... All in soap, we still tumble into the car....FUUUU let's go....
Dear RESIDENTS OF IVAN FRANKOVSK, with this approach, you will always be poor, angry. Just drive to yourself. What tourists from Europe or Russia will come to you? Well, they don’t do things like that....I don’t want to teach you to live in such....environment : )
We probably will not go to Bukovel again, unless by helicopter. Let's go in March to Italy or somewhere else. At least not this year : )
Maybe you will have more luck, but I am very disappointed in the locals.
Probably Bukovel is suitable for those who do not want to deal with a visa and so on.
You decide where to go.
I apologize for possible spelling errors.